Cabriolet

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We are running out of time

Time is not that much at all

We can’t reach all the love that we can afford

And sometimes is not even worth

You, you are one of a kind

You can easily twist my mind

When you hide

When you talk with wisdom

We are running out of time

Getting closer to the end of our ride

Lose all trace from this journey

And be happy out of our perpetual mourning…

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